29-02-2004, 14:14
The representative was late. The minister was nervous. Zerillia Isle hadnt payed its taxes to The Motherland. Something was afoot. He could tell.
The representative walked into the room. Chessi Bull was angry.
"Ah, Miss Bull. Can you explain the recent tax loss?"
Communist pig she muttered to herself.
"Minister, Zerillia Isle hereby declares its independence from your so called motherland!"
"Ah, request DENIED Miss Bull"
"What! No!"
Three men in dark clothes came into the room, two holding Glock18's, and one had an MP5SDS strapped to his back.
"This is opression! The people will hear!" Chessi was shocked, what was happening, the revolution was due.. how did they know... oh. Distruvi. She knew he could never be trusted, and know she had paid, probably with her life.
"Miss Bull. Did you really think you could get away with treason ?I think not. The KGB watches all"
DownTown Dune City
The truck rolled into the Hogsweat garrison. The soldiers suspected nothing. They were fat and lazy, from months, even years, of un-activity. They didnt suspect anything. Robert Smith pulled the cape off him, and when no-one was looking, jumped out of the van. He snuck to the command centre, were Colonel Mosvo would be. He approached the door silently, drawing his silenced pistol. He entered, and swung the pistol to Mosvo's head with practiced ease.
"Colonel Mosvo, you are under arrest, on charges of oppression."
Mosvo turned to face Smith. His eyes were read, his hair unwashed in days, and his mouth raw.
"I surrender"
That wasnt what Smith was bargaining for.
"The whole damn garrison surrenders, just please, let us go!"
Smith was uncertain. He made movements with his pistol, and told Mosvo for the whole garrison to drop their weapons and tidy them in crates.
And so, a whole garrison, two companies, of Hogsweat Heavy Infantry were captured by one revolutionary, with an gun that had an empty magazine.
The representative walked into the room. Chessi Bull was angry.
"Ah, Miss Bull. Can you explain the recent tax loss?"
Communist pig she muttered to herself.
"Minister, Zerillia Isle hereby declares its independence from your so called motherland!"
"Ah, request DENIED Miss Bull"
"What! No!"
Three men in dark clothes came into the room, two holding Glock18's, and one had an MP5SDS strapped to his back.
"This is opression! The people will hear!" Chessi was shocked, what was happening, the revolution was due.. how did they know... oh. Distruvi. She knew he could never be trusted, and know she had paid, probably with her life.
"Miss Bull. Did you really think you could get away with treason ?I think not. The KGB watches all"
DownTown Dune City
The truck rolled into the Hogsweat garrison. The soldiers suspected nothing. They were fat and lazy, from months, even years, of un-activity. They didnt suspect anything. Robert Smith pulled the cape off him, and when no-one was looking, jumped out of the van. He snuck to the command centre, were Colonel Mosvo would be. He approached the door silently, drawing his silenced pistol. He entered, and swung the pistol to Mosvo's head with practiced ease.
"Colonel Mosvo, you are under arrest, on charges of oppression."
Mosvo turned to face Smith. His eyes were read, his hair unwashed in days, and his mouth raw.
"I surrender"
That wasnt what Smith was bargaining for.
"The whole damn garrison surrenders, just please, let us go!"
Smith was uncertain. He made movements with his pistol, and told Mosvo for the whole garrison to drop their weapons and tidy them in crates.
And so, a whole garrison, two companies, of Hogsweat Heavy Infantry were captured by one revolutionary, with an gun that had an empty magazine.